Arriving to the coastal town of Bhast, where the mayor is a goat and the harvest festival's in swing. Unfortunately, mayor Snowball, too drunk from the bowls of beer left out from him, made a mad dash for it.

We followed after, killing will'o'wisps along the way. My smite was ineffective, but with the help of my steed and Forvist - who slew two snakes with a single arrow - the job was quickly done. Onward we went, to find Snowball partying with Good Fae who invited us to partake. Apparently he's intended to be used as a sacrifice, a particular shame given his sentience. [Kyani's was willing to dance and drink with me, a kindness; she's grown in my esteem. Maze had no interest in dancing. It's understandable given the last time we did, she broke a heel, but it's disappointing all the same.]

Lief managed to convince the Fae they need to give up Snowball, who drunkenly didn't want to go, in a sight that was terribly intimidating. Truly, the man seems handy with his weapon and his threat of taking the mayor back by force didn't seem idle. They gave up peacefully, even if sadly. Maze wishes to return Snowball at the end of this; agreeable.

(The handwriting of the notes shift. The writing presses on the page so hard it tears through it in spots.)

THEY WERE CHILDREN! THEY WERE CHILDREN, THEY WERE CHILDREN, THEY WERE CHILDREN!

Party: Cyrus, Forvist, Lief, Kiyani, Maze

Location: Bhast

We were brought to a town called Bhast where they were having a harvest festival. We discovered that the mayor of the town was a goat named Snowball that seemed to like to drink... quite a bit... The goat mayor ended up escaping and running into the forest. The town started to go into a panic and desperately sought after the goat. We offered our assistance, and with the help of one of the townsfolk, we were led into the forest.

We ran into a will-o'-wisp that seemed to want to trick us and we had to fight a couple of them and snakes before we headed forward. We continued on and found the goat with a group of fey that were celebrating their own little harvest festival with food and drink. We tried to convince them to let us take the goat, but they believed that the goat was an offering from the village and did not want to give it up. Unfortunately, they had to be intimidated into allowing us to take it. But we promised that we would bring the goat back for them after we were done.

We had discovered that the town had been giving offerings to some dark fey, and that without an annual tribute in either an offering of a goat or a child, misfortune would become their town. We decided to use the goat mayor as a ruse to see about taking care of the dark fey problem. We discovered a cloaked figure had been turning the children that had been sacrificed into these twisted little creatures. Darklings. They could not be saved, and so we had to put them to rest the only way we could.

The cloaked individual ended up escaping before we could stop them, but we did end the suffering of the transformed children. May their spirits be guided by a kind hand to the City of Judgement where they may be met with open arms... and another child to keep company.